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Old August 2nd 08, 02:00 PM posted to rec.pets.cats.anecdotes
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"tanadashoes" wrote in message
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"CatNipped" wrote in message
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Sammy acts *exactly* as described in the CFA's breed description (even
though she is a rescue, I'd say she had to be 99.9999999% Maine Coon)...

"While Maine Coons are highly people-oriented cats, they are not
overly-dependent. They do not constantly pester you for attention, but
prefer to "hang out" with their owners, investigating whatever activity
you're involved in and "helping" when they can. They are not, as a
general rule, known as "lap cats" but as with any personality trait there
are a few Maine Coons that prefer laps. Most Maine Coons will stay close
by, probably occupying the chair next to yours instead. Maines will
follow you from room to room and wait outside a closed door for you to
emerge. A Maine Coon will be your companion, your buddy, your pal, but
hardly ever your baby.

Maine Coons are relaxed and easy-going in just about everything they do.
The males tend to be the clowns while the females retain more dignity,
but both remain playful throughout their lives. They generally get along
well with kids and dogs, as well as other cats. They are not as
vertically-oriented as some other breeds, prefering to chase objects on
the ground and grasping them in their large paws -- no doubt instincts
developed as professional mousers. Many Maine Coons will play "fetch"
with their owners."

What's funny is that I read this *after* I wrote all the "helping Mommy"
stories about her.


That closely fits the Cooch. She isn't afraid of anyone, but prefers to
be a lover not a fighter. She snuggles, but doesn't want to be on your
lap, sitting beside you is preferred. She doesn't insist on climbing to
the top of the cat tree like Qui Gun Kit, but likes to be where she is
part of whatever is happening. Amazing.

Pam S.


Sammy is one of the few cats I've had that didn't like a high perch to sit
on and survey her domain. I assumed it was because there was so *much* of
her to lift into the air. But when we got the last (tall) cat tree, the on
that has a little "house" on the top, Sammy *amazed* me by leaping straight
up into it. How she got her big-ass self into that tiny little house, I'll
never figure out, but the leap seemed effortless to her.

Head Butts and Happy Tails,

CatNipped